Bones- Sometimes Fate Has A Strange Way Of Finding You....
Title: Sometimes Fate Has A Strange Way Of Finding You.....
Author: Michelle aka tv_fan_girl
Fandom: Bones
Characters: Angela Montenagro, Jack Hodgins,
Pairing: Angela/Jack
Genre: AU, Romance,
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: a bus @ story_lottery
Summary: Two strangers meet on a bus and they develop a friendship that eventually could lead to something more...
Spoilers: None
Warning(s): No real warnings.
Word Count:1,024
Disclaimer:This is a alternate Universe piece.
A/N: My prompts will all be with the same characters. It takes place over a period of years.
Sometimes you can change the course of fate simply by doing the very thing that you've been doing all along. Sometimes, your life can take an unexpected turn. Even if you aren't aware of the turn. Sometimes, it all starts with a chance meeting. A meeting that can change everything you always thought about yourself and others. Sometimes, it all starts with something as simple as becoming friends. Strangers become friends and then sometimes, friends become lovers.
This is a story of that kind of relationship.
Angela had been riding the same bus for nearly six months. Ever since she started working with her best friend at the Jeffersonian. They could have drove into work together, but Angela loved the atmosphere on the bus. She loved people watching. Brennan had told her that it wasn't rational. That she had a perfectly reliable means of transportation and she would be happy to take her to work everyday. Angela had merely smiled at her best friend. They rarely agreed on anything. This was just another of those examples. Sometimes, they were like oil and water, but she loved Bren dearly.
She was staring out the window and hadn't been paying the slightest bit of attention to how fast the bus was filling up. That was usually the case however. The driver always made sure to announce when her stop was coming up. It had taken him a week to learn that she wasn't paying attention to the stops. So, every morning when they arrived at her stop, the driver would make the now familiar announcement. She sometimes wondered if the other passengers noticed. Not that she would care if they did, but it had been something that she'd wondered about on occasion.
On that particular morning, she heard a male voice ask, "Is this seat taken?"
She turned to look in the direction of the voice and couldn't help but smile. The man that stood next to the empty seat had a kind face. She gathered her purse and sketch pad and said, "No. I'm sorry. I get so involved in people watching that I didn't realize that there bus was so full."
The man smiled as he sat down in the now empty seat. He extended his hand and offered, "I'm Jack Hodgins. My friends call me Jack or Hodgins."
Angela smiled and shook his offered hand, "I'm Angela. It's nice to meet you."
"It's nice to be met. You looked like you were deep in thought."
Angela smiled and nodded slowly, "I wonder about the people that are outside this window. What their stories are. Where they are going to and coming from. What makes them happy or sad."
Jack smiled at her, "You sound like a whimisical person."
She shook her head, "My father always told me that I have a poets soul. Maybe that's why I became an artist. I can't write poetry, but I'm pretty good with art."
Before Hodgins could say anything else, the bus came to a stop and the driver called out, "The Jeffersonian."
Angela stood and so did Hodgins. He smiled and said, "This is my stop."
"Really? I work here."
"Really? I'm starting my first day here."
"What do you do?"
"I analyze slime, particulates and bugs."
"Oh joy. You sound like someone that my friend Zack would get along well with."
He laughed as they walked together for a bit. Finally, he gestured toward the building and asked, "So, do you work here."
She nodded, "For the past six months. It's the longest job I've held since, well, since forever."
"Really?"
"Yeah. My dad had a thing about traveling and well, I guess it sort of rubbed off on me."
They smiled at each other and then they turned and walked in opposite directions. Angela put him out of her mind for the rest of the day. It was only when she got to the bus stop that she thought about the man that she’d met earlier that day.
He came running to the bus stop. He held an armful of papers and looked like he was out of breath. She smiled softly, “Are you okay?”
“I didn’t want to miss the bus. I’m guessing that I didn’t.”
“Not unless I missed it too.”
They talked about their day. Hodgins smiled, “It was one of the most boring days ever. I was in meetings all morning. Filling out paperwork is not what I spent nearly six years in school for.”
The bus finally pulled up and they managed to find two seats together. They resumed their conversation and few minutes later.
Angela smiled and said, “Paperwork is a necessary evil here. Who’s your boss?”
Hodgins looked down at a card that he held in one of his hands and read from it, “It says here that I’m supposed to report to a Doctor Temperance Brennan tomorrow morning.”
“You’re kidding me. That’s my boss and my best friend.”
“Talk about a small world huh?”
Angela shook her head. She knew that there was something special about meeting like this. Maybe it was fate. She knew that Bren would say that there was no such thing as fate. Only chance meetings that happen along the way. She believed in fate though. She tried telling her that sometimes things were destined to happen.
However, right now, she smiled and looked at Hodgins, “Well, it’s very nice to meet you.”
“It’s nice to meet you too. I can’t wait to introduce you to Zack. I just know that you’ll like him. Oh and Bren, just take everything that she says with a grain of salt. Oh and Goodman is really harmless. A little gruff around the edges, but he’s really a softie.”
Hodgins listened to her talk. Little did he know that this was the beginning of a wonderful and sometimes crazy relationship. It would take them to places that neither one of them had ever been to before. It would be a rocky road, but there was going to be a lot of adventures and laughter along the way. Their story started on a bus and was waiting to be played out.
Author: Michelle aka tv_fan_girl
Fandom: Bones
Characters: Angela Montenagro, Jack Hodgins,
Pairing: Angela/Jack
Genre: AU, Romance,
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: a bus @ story_lottery
Summary: Two strangers meet on a bus and they develop a friendship that eventually could lead to something more...
Spoilers: None
Warning(s): No real warnings.
Word Count:1,024
Disclaimer:This is a alternate Universe piece.
A/N: My prompts will all be with the same characters. It takes place over a period of years.
Sometimes you can change the course of fate simply by doing the very thing that you've been doing all along. Sometimes, your life can take an unexpected turn. Even if you aren't aware of the turn. Sometimes, it all starts with a chance meeting. A meeting that can change everything you always thought about yourself and others. Sometimes, it all starts with something as simple as becoming friends. Strangers become friends and then sometimes, friends become lovers.
This is a story of that kind of relationship.
Angela had been riding the same bus for nearly six months. Ever since she started working with her best friend at the Jeffersonian. They could have drove into work together, but Angela loved the atmosphere on the bus. She loved people watching. Brennan had told her that it wasn't rational. That she had a perfectly reliable means of transportation and she would be happy to take her to work everyday. Angela had merely smiled at her best friend. They rarely agreed on anything. This was just another of those examples. Sometimes, they were like oil and water, but she loved Bren dearly.
She was staring out the window and hadn't been paying the slightest bit of attention to how fast the bus was filling up. That was usually the case however. The driver always made sure to announce when her stop was coming up. It had taken him a week to learn that she wasn't paying attention to the stops. So, every morning when they arrived at her stop, the driver would make the now familiar announcement. She sometimes wondered if the other passengers noticed. Not that she would care if they did, but it had been something that she'd wondered about on occasion.
On that particular morning, she heard a male voice ask, "Is this seat taken?"
She turned to look in the direction of the voice and couldn't help but smile. The man that stood next to the empty seat had a kind face. She gathered her purse and sketch pad and said, "No. I'm sorry. I get so involved in people watching that I didn't realize that there bus was so full."
The man smiled as he sat down in the now empty seat. He extended his hand and offered, "I'm Jack Hodgins. My friends call me Jack or Hodgins."
Angela smiled and shook his offered hand, "I'm Angela. It's nice to meet you."
"It's nice to be met. You looked like you were deep in thought."
Angela smiled and nodded slowly, "I wonder about the people that are outside this window. What their stories are. Where they are going to and coming from. What makes them happy or sad."
Jack smiled at her, "You sound like a whimisical person."
She shook her head, "My father always told me that I have a poets soul. Maybe that's why I became an artist. I can't write poetry, but I'm pretty good with art."
Before Hodgins could say anything else, the bus came to a stop and the driver called out, "The Jeffersonian."
Angela stood and so did Hodgins. He smiled and said, "This is my stop."
"Really? I work here."
"Really? I'm starting my first day here."
"What do you do?"
"I analyze slime, particulates and bugs."
"Oh joy. You sound like someone that my friend Zack would get along well with."
He laughed as they walked together for a bit. Finally, he gestured toward the building and asked, "So, do you work here."
She nodded, "For the past six months. It's the longest job I've held since, well, since forever."
"Really?"
"Yeah. My dad had a thing about traveling and well, I guess it sort of rubbed off on me."
They smiled at each other and then they turned and walked in opposite directions. Angela put him out of her mind for the rest of the day. It was only when she got to the bus stop that she thought about the man that she’d met earlier that day.
He came running to the bus stop. He held an armful of papers and looked like he was out of breath. She smiled softly, “Are you okay?”
“I didn’t want to miss the bus. I’m guessing that I didn’t.”
“Not unless I missed it too.”
They talked about their day. Hodgins smiled, “It was one of the most boring days ever. I was in meetings all morning. Filling out paperwork is not what I spent nearly six years in school for.”
The bus finally pulled up and they managed to find two seats together. They resumed their conversation and few minutes later.
Angela smiled and said, “Paperwork is a necessary evil here. Who’s your boss?”
Hodgins looked down at a card that he held in one of his hands and read from it, “It says here that I’m supposed to report to a Doctor Temperance Brennan tomorrow morning.”
“You’re kidding me. That’s my boss and my best friend.”
“Talk about a small world huh?”
Angela shook her head. She knew that there was something special about meeting like this. Maybe it was fate. She knew that Bren would say that there was no such thing as fate. Only chance meetings that happen along the way. She believed in fate though. She tried telling her that sometimes things were destined to happen.
However, right now, she smiled and looked at Hodgins, “Well, it’s very nice to meet you.”
“It’s nice to meet you too. I can’t wait to introduce you to Zack. I just know that you’ll like him. Oh and Bren, just take everything that she says with a grain of salt. Oh and Goodman is really harmless. A little gruff around the edges, but he’s really a softie.”
Hodgins listened to her talk. Little did he know that this was the beginning of a wonderful and sometimes crazy relationship. It would take them to places that neither one of them had ever been to before. It would be a rocky road, but there was going to be a lot of adventures and laughter along the way. Their story started on a bus and was waiting to be played out.